Journal 5-2 Crystal Cook

Getting ready for work can sometimes be a nightmare. My morning usually starts with my alarm going off at 6:30a.m. I usually can't drag myself out of bed until 6:45a.m or even 7:00a.m. While stumbling to the bathroom I'm thinking to myself "Is it time to retire yet"? I make it to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I use the bathroom, wash my hands and run my bath water. I get in the tub and sit there for about five minutes just splashing the water around and trying to wake up. When I am done bathing I dry off and start to put on my makeup. As I look in the mirror I'm thinking to myself, "I'm gonna need more than this makeup today to keep me from looking like a Raccoon around the eyes, but I guess this will have to do. I go into my bedroom and turn on the television. I don't know why I do this to myself it's not like I'm going to be able to see the end of the show. Then the drama starts. Every time I look in that closet I wonder why I can't find anything to wear. Could it be because I'm in denial about the fact that I picked up weight and I'm still trying to squeeze into those little sizes. I must think I'm going to be able to get back into them one day. When that day comes they will definitely be out of style, I'm sure. I FINALLY find an outfit to wear and thank goodness it doesn't need to be ironed. I lotion myself up and begin to get dressed. Thank goodness I decided to go natural with the hair because Lord knows I don't want to have to fool with my head today. I go downstairs and today is one of those days that I decide not to eat breakfast at home, that normally happens about seventy-five percent of the time. I grab my purse and my keys and I am on my way out the door to go to work.